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[ looks like he's. getting brownies with xue yang. but that's probably better than continuing to get drunk in house finch. he's a little tipsy as well as he makes his way, following xue yang's terrible directions (he goes down the first hallway by sheer luck). and then he is at the birdbucks, swaying slightly in place and staring at the display of pastries. ]
Xue Yang is relatively nearby so it doesn't take him that long to arrive, though Wei Wuxian still beats him there. He comes up beside him, and without even glancing at Wei Wuxian first he points to the display case and speaks to the employee. ]
Two fudge-drizzled chocolate and peanut butter chip brownies.
[ This is the Good Stuff.
(He can steal them if he wants to but breaking the glass is a hassle and knocking out the employee is annoying. Xue Yang can just pay for them this time the way Jin Guangyao always tried to get him to do back where they came from.) ]
[ Okay. Okay. He knows what chocolate is, thanks to Mercie. He does not know what fudge is. He knows what peanuts are, obviously. What the fuck is a peanut butter chip? He looks at Xue Yang first as he orders before he stares really hard at the display case as if that will give him all the answers.
These brownies seem... complicated.
If he knew Xue Yang would just steal the brownies instead of paying for them, he might give him praise right now for just paying for them. As it is, he thinks about it and comments — ]
I'll buy the next round!
[ He has no money tho. Okay, no, he has some money. But probably way less than Xue Yang because he's perpetually broke. ]
[ Meanwhile Xue Yang largely mooches off of Xiao Xingchen whenever possible so he has, while not a huge amount of money, at least a somewhat comfortable amount. (Plus they tend to bang whenever "necessary".)
The whole point of these brownies is to stuff like four different good things together and Xue Yang appreciates them for that. What the employee hands over is about what one would expect if they were familiar with all the words involved: it's a pair of dark brownies with both chocolate chips and peanut butter chips mixed in, and the whole thing is topped with a zigzag pattern of fudge glaze.
Xue Yang hands one over to Wei Wuxian before he can be too tempted to just eat both. ]
The brownie is the cake part. The topping and stuff mixed in is all extra. It's really good on its own too but these taste the best.
[ Wei Wuxian gets it. He has Lan Wangji now! And is absolutely mooching off the guy, even though he has nothing as a sad little rank two. Still, Wei Wuxian is shameless and will take all he's got regardless.
For now though, he takes the brownie in hand and stares at it for a long moment, in that drunk guy kind of way before he looks over at Xue Yang who is just... chomping away. Alright, he can do that too.
He takes a bite and then, wow, okay. His face scrunches up a little because — ]
Good god, that's sweet.
[ Holy shit! He thought he was used to how sweet things could get in this modern era but holy moly. That's a lot. But once the initial punch of sugar passes, he does chew and makes a thoughtful noise. ]
... Mm, really rich too. Wow.
[ He's not sure he likes it yet but it is an interesting treat. ]
Great, isn't it? [ Mr. Sweet Tooth over here continues to eat away at his, not overly fast, clearly relishing the experience with each bite. ] I've tried a lot of the stuff here but this is the best thing that isn't so expensive you have to steal it.
[ Not that one has to steal anything, especially here, but some foods aren't worth their price without a five four-finger discount, in Xue Yang's opinion.
He glances back towards Wei Wuxian as he continues to munch away. ]
You're drunk?
[ His actions seem off and he smells of alcohol; not that either is necessarily an indication in this place. ]
[ There is an immediate scrunch of Wei Wuxian's nose at the flippant way Xue Yang says that he would just steal what he wants. On one hand, it is a haunted sex hotel so who cares about they do here? But on the other, come on, they're having a nice moment, why be terrible?
He'll glance over at Xue Yang mid-bite when he asks if he's drunk and he nods his head. It's late at night and he was drinking at House Finch before he came to meet Xue Yang. Of course, his tolerance is pretty high but he's still got flushed cheeks and a little sway in his stance. He probably should go sleep this off. ]
The drinks here are pleasant. The food isn't too bad. Why shouldn't I indulge?
[ Xue Yang has had zero indication that the Great and Terrible Yiling Patriarch would get mad over a little thing like stealing. After all, knowing only his reputation and his accomplishments, why would he ever think otherwise? ]
Pleasant? [ Now it's Xue Yang's turn to scrunch his nose. He's no fan of the taste of alcohol. ] Are you planning on fucking someone? I don't get intoxicated unless I'm gonna fuck someone.
[ One day, Xue Yang will realize Wei Wuxian is more of a goody two shoes than his reputation suggests. ]
That's really the only reason you drink?
[ How sad. He almost has the thought that he should teach Xue Yang the pleasures of drinking alcohol for fun. Then he remembers it's Xue Yang. Nevermind then. ]
I'm not planning on sleeping with anyone, no. I just wanted to enjoy the taste and the way it makes me feel. My head gets less... buzz-y when I drink.
[ Hm. Wait. He didn't really want to admit that last part. ]
[ Wei Wuxian makes a face and gives a shake of his head, not sure how to explain it either. It's just... difficult for his thoughts to slow down, to not think about everything all the time forever, and sometimes the alcohol helps.
But he's not sure he wants to explain that to Xue Yang. He takes a bite of his brownie instead, giving himself time to chew as he thinks about it. In the end, he does decide to share a bit, and it's probably that wine making him a bit loose tongued. ]
Aiyaaa, sometimes the thoughts just — they don't slow down, you know? Too many things I want to do, see, learn. Nothing to do with the ghosts.
[ He shrugs, trying to play it off as nothing, though he does feel a little embarrassed having giving it voice. ]
[ To what little credit he deserves, Xue Yang's question is more confused than mocking. He's never really used alcohol--neither Jin Guangyao nor Xiao Xingchen indulged much, if at all, and it's not as if he has sorrows of his own to drown. He doesn't understand why someone would want to do that, though he knows that people do. ]
Why not just make something instead? It's more fun. [ For Xue Yang, at least. ]
[ There's a considering hum here as Wei Wuxian takes another bite of the brownie, taking the time to chew and just standing there, staring off at the people milling around across from them. They're a bit off to the side from the birdbucks now but there's a good amount of people in the area for it being so late at night. ]
I do. But it's not just wanting to make things. It's stuff like — memories too. Things I don't want to think about.
[ Agh, this really is just so awkward to explain for him. A vulnerability he doesn't like to show. ]
Don't you have things you don't want to think about?
You mean like how much of an idiot I was as a kid?
[ Xue Yang lifts his left hand to look at the stub where his pinky should be. ]
All I need to do is remember the Chang clan shitting themselves and begging for mercy and it stops bothering me.
[ Which isn't actually correct--even with his revenge it never really stopped bothering him. But Xue Yang is so out of touch with his emotions regarding things like that that he's completely unaware of how much they still affect him. As far as he believes, he's telling the truth. ]
You should get revenge for whatever's bothering you. You even came back to life and have a whole new chance now.
[ That response is definitely a reminder of how out of touch Xue Yang is on some level. Wei Wuxian can't help but let his mouth pull into a thin frown and try to figure out how he feels about that. He knows his problem — it's anxiety and his difficult to manage attention span. But he deals with it, and when he can't, he has a drink. It's simple.
He eats the rest of his brownie as he considers Xue Yang's advice. He wonders what it'd be like for a moment to see the world the way Xue Yang does, but he decides he really doesn't want to. ]
Coming back to life doesn't mean I want to waste it on petty revenge. Most things that bother me are my own fault anyway. Getting a second chance like this is better spent doing things I love instead of dwelling on what I hate.
Who's wasting it? You get revenge because they deserve what's coming to them. If you have regrets just kill whoever you need to to make yourself feel better.
[ Xue Yang is a man of simple pleasures. Revenge, murder, mad scientist experimentation... what more could a guy want? (Definitely not anything else. Definitely.)
Oh yeah, he could also want sweets. Xue Yang is on the last few bites of his brownie when his Watch and Wei Wuxian's go off at the same time with near-identical messages.
Congratulations! Our state-of-the-art Compatibility Detection has determined that you are a prime match for fellow AFTER DARK user: Wei Wuxian
In order to facilitate a fun and hands-on interaction, the two of you have been automatically enrolled in the following pair service: SHIBARI (FULL-BODY)
Please proceed to House Finch immediately to meet your new match and get ready to explore all the aspects of your compatibility!
Xue Yang rolls his eyes as he reads the message over and speaks with his mouth still half-full. ]
[ That's not............ okay, Xue Yang. Wei Wuxian wishes for a moment he had more wine, because this conversation is unfortunately sobering him up a little. He should have brought his wine with him when he came to meet Xue Yang.
Of course, this is what he's thinking when the watches go off and he reads the message as it comes in, eyebrows furrowing and confusion etching his features. Did it just match him with Xue Yang? For... ]
[ Well, that gets a rather blank look from Wei Wuxian as he tries to process how he feels about that. Being tied up with rope... in a fetish way... with Xue Yang? Hm. That's. Hm.
God, he can never tell Lan Wangji about tonight. ]
You're not tying me up. [ . . . ] I'll tie you up.
[ Psh. This would make the best story to tell Lan Wangji. ]
Are you sober enough for that?
[ But it's said with a grin. While Wei Wuxian is definitely not sober, he seems reasonably sober enough. ]
Alright.
[ Xue Yang agrees in almost the same breath. And why wouldn't he? He has no strong attachment to a particular side of sexual dynamics, and besides, he respects Wei Wuxian. It's not like he's worried about getting into trouble like this, either. Being tied up has never actually fucked over Xue Yang before, even when it definitely should have. ]
Come on, let's go before they send us another message or start deducting money or something.
And look, he is sober enough!! Even though he's absolutely going to buy more wine when they get into House Finch because he's not going to do this without a little help from his good friend, booze.
At his words though, Wei Wuxian looks alarmed. ]
They deduct money?!
[ BUT HE'S ALREADY BROKE ENOUGH, PLEASE.......
He hurries to catch up with Xue Yang, falling into step beside him and frowning at the message on his watch as he pulls it up again. Shibari, shibari, shibari... ]
Sometimes if you don't show up to whatever banquet they decide to throw, or if you get pulled into a game and don't play along, they punish you by taking away some of your chips. It's their way of forcing us to do what they want.
[ Usually without warning! So if you value your chips, when in doubt, cooperate. Xue Yang doesn't always value his chips; he has the bank of Xiao Xingchen to fund him if he needs it. But sometimes it's easier, or at least less boring, to go along anyway.
Xue Yang glances at Wei Wuxian, his expression neutral. ]
From just the ropes? Nah. But if you try to get me off on purpose then it'll happen.
[ Xue Yang is not inherently horny for being tied up--even by the great Yiling Patriarch--but he is also not so chill that he won't rise if beckoned. Wei Wuxian can consider himself warned.
The two of them are enthusiastically beckoned into House Finch immediately upon arrival. Very quickly they're being ushered towards one of the many private rooms, which has already been arranged with plenty of rope and some cushions just for them. ]
[ When in doubt, cooperate. Okay. Good to know going forward. He doesn't know if he could stand having his chips taken away for such a petty reason. Stupid House...
But off they go into House Finch and they're ushered towards their room. Wei Wuxian is at least able to get in a word edgewise about wine so they give him a bottle of huangjiu and two cups by the time they're settled in the private room.
Full of ropes and cushions. Good god. ]
Okay... well, are there any instructions around here or do I just tie you up?
[ He's going to busy himself with pouring some more alcohol for himself however. ]
[ Xue Yang watches as Wei Wuxian pours himself a drink. Not because he wants any himself, but because it's not as if he's ever seen Wei Wuxian like this. Did he drink like this before dying, too? It didn't make it into any stories, but the answer still seems like a solid "probably". ]
I haven't noticed anything aside from the message they sent us. Maybe they're not too picky.
[ He pulls his attention away to inspect some of the ropes, running his fingers over them. These are... significantly softer than he'd thought ropes could be. Are they going to just snap the moment he pulls on them? He gives an experimental tug, but at least for the moment, they seem to be holding just fine. ]
You know how to do this, right?
[ Fellow criminals probably at least know the principles of tying someone up, if not necessarily the exact process. Probably. ]
[ The stories do paint a more frightening picture of him and being a lush isn't really that scary so, it would figure it's one of the things that didn't make it into the fiction. But Wei Wuxian is a lush and so, he won't stay away from alcohol just because it doesn't fit the "vision" people have of him.
Wei Wuxian just watches as Xue Yang inspects the ropes and considers how to approach this in his head, considering what Xue Yang said. No, they're probably not too picky, as long as they get the job done. Alright, he can do this.
So, he gets a nod at his question and Wei Wuxian reaches out to take one of the bundles of ropes in his hand. Huh, they really are soft. ]
Like wuhuadabang, right? So, I bind you around the neck and arms. Restrict your movements. I can do that, easy.
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[ looks like he's. getting brownies with xue yang. but that's probably better than continuing to get drunk in house finch. he's a little tipsy as well as he makes his way, following xue yang's terrible directions (he goes down the first hallway by sheer luck). and then he is at the birdbucks, swaying slightly in place and staring at the display of pastries. ]
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Xue Yang is relatively nearby so it doesn't take him that long to arrive, though Wei Wuxian still beats him there. He comes up beside him, and without even glancing at Wei Wuxian first he points to the display case and speaks to the employee. ]
Two fudge-drizzled chocolate and peanut butter chip brownies.
[ This is the Good Stuff.
(He can steal them if he wants to but breaking the glass is a hassle and knocking out the employee is annoying. Xue Yang can just pay for them this time the way Jin Guangyao always tried to get him to do back where they came from.) ]
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These brownies seem... complicated.
If he knew Xue Yang would just steal the brownies instead of paying for them, he might give him praise right now for just paying for them. As it is, he thinks about it and comments — ]
I'll buy the next round!
[ He has no money tho. Okay, no, he has some money. But probably way less than Xue Yang because he's perpetually broke. ]
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The whole point of these brownies is to stuff like four different good things together and Xue Yang appreciates them for that. What the employee hands over is about what one would expect if they were familiar with all the words involved: it's a pair of dark brownies with both chocolate chips and peanut butter chips mixed in, and the whole thing is topped with a zigzag pattern of fudge glaze.
Xue Yang hands one over to Wei Wuxian before he can be too tempted to just eat both. ]
The brownie is the cake part. The topping and stuff mixed in is all extra. It's really good on its own too but these taste the best.
[ And then he's taking a big bite of his. ]
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For now though, he takes the brownie in hand and stares at it for a long moment, in that drunk guy kind of way before he looks over at Xue Yang who is just... chomping away. Alright, he can do that too.
He takes a bite and then, wow, okay. His face scrunches up a little because — ]
Good god, that's sweet.
[ Holy shit! He thought he was used to how sweet things could get in this modern era but holy moly. That's a lot. But once the initial punch of sugar passes, he does chew and makes a thoughtful noise. ]
... Mm, really rich too. Wow.
[ He's not sure he likes it yet but it is an interesting treat. ]
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[ Not that one has to steal anything, especially here, but some foods aren't worth their price without a
fivefour-finger discount, in Xue Yang's opinion.He glances back towards Wei Wuxian as he continues to munch away. ]
You're drunk?
[ His actions seem off and he smells of alcohol; not that either is necessarily an indication in this place. ]
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He'll glance over at Xue Yang mid-bite when he asks if he's drunk and he nods his head. It's late at night and he was drinking at House Finch before he came to meet Xue Yang. Of course, his tolerance is pretty high but he's still got flushed cheeks and a little sway in his stance. He probably should go sleep this off. ]
The drinks here are pleasant. The food isn't too bad. Why shouldn't I indulge?
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Pleasant? [ Now it's Xue Yang's turn to scrunch his nose. He's no fan of the taste of alcohol. ] Are you planning on fucking someone? I don't get intoxicated unless I'm gonna fuck someone.
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That's really the only reason you drink?
[ How sad. He almost has the thought that he should teach Xue Yang the pleasures of drinking alcohol for fun. Then he remembers it's Xue Yang. Nevermind then. ]
I'm not planning on sleeping with anyone, no. I just wanted to enjoy the taste and the way it makes me feel. My head gets less... buzz-y when I drink.
[ Hm. Wait. He didn't really want to admit that last part. ]
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[ Xue Yang glances at Wei Wuxian. ]
... Like with the ghosts?
[ He would not have described sensing the ghosts around here as "buzz-y" but he has no other idea what that could be about. ]
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But he's not sure he wants to explain that to Xue Yang. He takes a bite of his brownie instead, giving himself time to chew as he thinks about it. In the end, he does decide to share a bit, and it's probably that wine making him a bit loose tongued. ]
Aiyaaa, sometimes the thoughts just — they don't slow down, you know? Too many things I want to do, see, learn. Nothing to do with the ghosts.
[ He shrugs, trying to play it off as nothing, though he does feel a little embarrassed having giving it voice. ]
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[ To what little credit he deserves, Xue Yang's question is more confused than mocking. He's never really used alcohol--neither Jin Guangyao nor Xiao Xingchen indulged much, if at all, and it's not as if he has sorrows of his own to drown. He doesn't understand why someone would want to do that, though he knows that people do. ]
Why not just make something instead? It's more fun. [ For Xue Yang, at least. ]
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I do. But it's not just wanting to make things. It's stuff like — memories too. Things I don't want to think about.
[ Agh, this really is just so awkward to explain for him. A vulnerability he doesn't like to show. ]
Don't you have things you don't want to think about?
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[ Xue Yang lifts his left hand to look at the stub where his pinky should be. ]
All I need to do is remember the Chang clan shitting themselves and begging for mercy and it stops bothering me.
[ Which isn't actually correct--even with his revenge it never really stopped bothering him. But Xue Yang is so out of touch with his emotions regarding things like that that he's completely unaware of how much they still affect him. As far as he believes, he's telling the truth. ]
You should get revenge for whatever's bothering you. You even came back to life and have a whole new chance now.
[ It's genuinely well-meaning (if absolutely terrible) advice. ]
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He eats the rest of his brownie as he considers Xue Yang's advice. He wonders what it'd be like for a moment to see the world the way Xue Yang does, but he decides he really doesn't want to. ]
Coming back to life doesn't mean I want to waste it on petty revenge. Most things that bother me are my own fault anyway. Getting a second chance like this is better spent doing things I love instead of dwelling on what I hate.
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[ Xue Yang is a man of simple pleasures. Revenge, murder, mad scientist experimentation... what more could a guy want? (Definitely not anything else. Definitely.)
Oh yeah, he could also want sweets. Xue Yang is on the last few bites of his brownie when his Watch and Wei Wuxian's go off at the same time with near-identical messages.
Congratulations! Our state-of-the-art Compatibility Detection has determined that you are a prime match for fellow AFTER DARK user: Wei Wuxian
In order to facilitate a fun and hands-on interaction, the two of you have been automatically enrolled in the following pair service: SHIBARI (FULL-BODY)
Please proceed to House Finch immediately to meet your new match and get ready to explore all the aspects of your compatibility!
Xue Yang rolls his eyes as he reads the message over and speaks with his mouth still half-full. ]
Ah, one of these fucking things again.
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Of course, this is what he's thinking when the watches go off and he reads the message as it comes in, eyebrows furrowing and confusion etching his features. Did it just match him with Xue Yang? For... ]
What's a shibari?
[ Oh no. ]
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[ He gives a half-amused, half-derogatory snort. ]
Maybe it decided on it since we're both criminals.
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[ Well, that gets a rather blank look from Wei Wuxian as he tries to process how he feels about that. Being tied up with rope... in a fetish way... with Xue Yang? Hm. That's. Hm.
God, he can never tell Lan Wangji about tonight. ]
You're not tying me up. [ . . . ] I'll tie you up.
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Are you sober enough for that?
[ But it's said with a grin. While Wei Wuxian is definitely not sober, he seems reasonably sober enough. ]
Alright.
[ Xue Yang agrees in almost the same breath. And why wouldn't he? He has no strong attachment to a particular side of sexual dynamics, and besides, he respects Wei Wuxian. It's not like he's worried about getting into trouble like this, either. Being tied up has never actually fucked over Xue Yang before, even when it definitely should have. ]
Come on, let's go before they send us another message or start deducting money or something.
[ And he starts walking towards House Finch. ]
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And look, he is sober enough!! Even though he's absolutely going to buy more wine when they get into House Finch because he's not going to do this without a little help from his good friend, booze.
At his words though, Wei Wuxian looks alarmed. ]
They deduct money?!
[ BUT HE'S ALREADY BROKE ENOUGH, PLEASE.......
He hurries to catch up with Xue Yang, falling into step beside him and frowning at the message on his watch as he pulls it up again. Shibari, shibari, shibari... ]
Hey, you're not gonna get off on this, are you?
[ He WILL leave. ]
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[ Usually without warning! So if you value your chips, when in doubt, cooperate. Xue Yang doesn't always value his chips; he has the bank of Xiao Xingchen to fund him if he needs it. But sometimes it's easier, or at least less boring, to go along anyway.
Xue Yang glances at Wei Wuxian, his expression neutral. ]
From just the ropes? Nah. But if you try to get me off on purpose then it'll happen.
[ Xue Yang is not inherently horny for being tied up--even by the great Yiling Patriarch--but he is also not so chill that he won't rise if beckoned. Wei Wuxian can consider himself warned.
The two of them are enthusiastically beckoned into House Finch immediately upon arrival. Very quickly they're being ushered towards one of the many private rooms, which has already been arranged with plenty of rope and some cushions just for them. ]
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But off they go into House Finch and they're ushered towards their room. Wei Wuxian is at least able to get in a word edgewise about wine so they give him a bottle of huangjiu and two cups by the time they're settled in the private room.
Full of ropes and cushions. Good god. ]
Okay... well, are there any instructions around here or do I just tie you up?
[ He's going to busy himself with pouring some more alcohol for himself however. ]
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I haven't noticed anything aside from the message they sent us. Maybe they're not too picky.
[ He pulls his attention away to inspect some of the ropes, running his fingers over them. These are... significantly softer than he'd thought ropes could be. Are they going to just snap the moment he pulls on them? He gives an experimental tug, but at least for the moment, they seem to be holding just fine. ]
You know how to do this, right?
[ Fellow criminals probably at least know the principles of tying someone up, if not necessarily the exact process. Probably. ]
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Wei Wuxian just watches as Xue Yang inspects the ropes and considers how to approach this in his head, considering what Xue Yang said. No, they're probably not too picky, as long as they get the job done. Alright, he can do this.
So, he gets a nod at his question and Wei Wuxian reaches out to take one of the bundles of ropes in his hand. Huh, they really are soft. ]
Like wuhuadabang, right? So, I bind you around the neck and arms. Restrict your movements. I can do that, easy.
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